[Even if you consider me a prude, I'll excuse you.]
I wasn’t shocked, because such comments are dime-a-dozen between buddies – and I’m no saint. Nor could I turn so prudish suddenly as to suggest that the comment was an affront on that woman’s honour. But it was disturbing to note that a steady flow of thoughts, whatever be its purpose, was diverted because man decided to indulge in one of his oldest pastimes.
In the R.K. Narayan classic Mr. Sampath – The Printer of Malgudi, Mr. Srinivas sits down to write the editorial for the forthcoming issue of his magazine. He ponders for long on what to write. He then catches some verses from some Upanishad and then commences his piece on those lines. He translates those verses to read, “The devil is always lurking around the corner, waiting for us to lose our concentration…”
Indeed, there can be so many reasons for diversion, but whatever it be, diversion is a crime, a sin. Concentration is veritably the most important of all the virtues. It is the cornerstone of anything worthwhile in this world. When directed properly, there is no miracle that it cannot perform!
P.S.: Apologies to my friend. And to the girl too. By the way, what’s her name?
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